The living room glowed under soft yellow lighting, shadows stretching lazily across the wooden floor. It was supposed to be a calm night for the seven members of TBS. Maybe some snacks, some quiet music, and a little rest.
But "calm" never existed in their dictionary.
"Come on! Let's all go live together today and surprise RAMY!"
Minjo burst with excitement, throwing his arms into the air like he'd just won a championship.
Teahun's eyes shot to Hosu. "Not today. Look at him—he's completely drunk."
Hosu straightened himself on the sofa, chest puffed out like a warrior ready for battle. "I'm fine. I can sit like this for the next hour."
Teahun shook his head, half-serious. "Just control yourself. If something slips, the whole surprise turns into chaos."
"Hahaha don't worry," Hosu grinned. "Everything is under control."
Minjo couldn't help laughing. "And look at these two!"
He pointed at Yomin and Jinhun, who were trying to stand straight but resembled two jelly statues fighting gravity.
Jeon.J watched from the sofa, his head resting against the backrest, lips curling into the faintest amused smile.
"Everyone calm down," Kim Joon said, rubbing his forehead. "No live streaming until you're all steady."
"We're fine!" Yomin declared bravely. "We'll just drink lemon water, wash our faces, and be completely awake!"
And with that, the three musketeers—Hosu, Yomin, and Jinhun—headed toward the kitchen.
That's when the real comedy began.
Jinhun stood from the sofa…
…took two steps…
…and collapsed face-first onto the carpet.
"Aaaah! My foot!" he screamed dramatically.
But before anyone could react, Hosu stepped forward—
—and landed right on Jinhun's foot.
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!"
Jinhun shrieked, loud enough to wake every neighbor in a two-mile radius.
Hosu, being drunkenly emotional, instantly dropped down near his foot.
"Sorry sorry sorry! Bro I didn't see it! Your foot is strong, I swear. Forgive me! I love your foot, man!"
He literally started patting Jinhun's foot like it was a small injured pet.
The remaining four froze… then exploded into laughter.
Minjo bent over, hitting the cushion. "He's apologizing to his FOOT!"
Teahun wiped tears. "And the other one is screaming like he got shot!"
Even Jeon.J, usually calm and quiet, lost control. His shoulders shook as silent laughter escaped him.
Meanwhile, somehow, miraculously, Yomin had made it to the kitchen.
He opened the fridge confidently…
…and grabbed a green chili.
To him?
It was definitely a lemon.
He took a spoon, chopped it proudly, and mixed the seeds into a glass of water like a master chef.
"Perfect lemon water," he whispered to himself.
Holding the transparent glass like a trophy, he walked back—
—straight through the battlefield where Hosu was still apologizing to a foot and Jinhun was crying dramatically.
Kim Joon spotted the floating seeds first.
"Wait… what's that floating in the water?"
Teahun squinted. "Lemon seeds never look like… exploding nuclear bombs."
Minjo gasped. "No way… that's not lemon—"
Jeon.J lifted his head, eyes narrowing at the glass.
He stared…
…stared harder…
…AND THEN IT HIT HIM.
"YOMIN!! That's not lemon—THAT'S GREEN CHILLI...
His yell shook the walls.
Yomin jerked in shock—
—and the glass tilted.
Half the water flew—
—straight into Jinhun's open mouth.
THE SCREAM OF THE YEAR
Jinhun swallowed by instinct.
There was silence.
A calm before the storm.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three.
And then…
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!"
He screamed so loudly that even the TV remote vibrated.
"My throat!! My throat is burning!!"
He flailed on the floor like a man possessed.
Minjo, still laughing, ran to get a water bottle.
"Drink! Quick!"
Jinhun grabbed it, gulped the whole thing—
—but the burn only increased.
And then came the legendary line:
"THE CHILLI BURNT MY SOUL! I CAN FEEL THE FIRE IN MY EARS!"
Teahun collapsed onto the sofa, unable to breathe from laughing.
Jeon.J covered his mouth, shoulders shaking uncontrollably.
Kim Joon whispered, "I swear, this is the most dangerous lemon juice of our lives."
And it was true—whatever alcohol they had in their systems…
…the green chilli sobered ALL THREE of them up instantly.
Hosu blinked like he had just woken up from a dream.
"What… what happened? Why am I touching your foot?"
Yomin stared at the empty glass.
"Where's the lemon… why is there chilli…"
Jinhun screamed again.
Chaos: complete.
THE LIVE STREAM THEY NEVER SHOULD HAVE DONE
Thirty minutes later—after water, ice, more water, and Jinhun insisting he had lost the ability to taste oxygen—
the group finally sat down for the live.
Hosu, Yomin, and Jinhun tried to act normal, but their slightly wobbly bodies betrayed the earlier madness.
Every time they tried to sit straight, they leaned to one side.
Every time they tried to talk, they giggled.
Every time Jinhun swallowed, he made a dramatic face like he'd relived the trauma.
In the background, Kim Joon and Teahun were wiping tears from laughing, trying so hard to look serious.
Jeon.J simply sat with his faint smile—the kind that meant he was enjoying the chaos more than he let on.
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"Zoya! Look! TBS is LIVE!"
Minji burst into the room, almost dropping her phone.
Zoya blinked, leaving her book. Her room was dim, her side lamp glowing softly.
She leaned closer—and her breath caught.
Seven familiar faces appeared on screen.
And one face—
Jeon.J
—made her heart tremble.
She whispered a tiny prayer, the way she always did when she saw him.
A quiet wish for his peace, his happiness.
Minji scrolled through comments, laughing.
"Look! RAMY commented: 'You guys are too much!'"
Zoya giggled. "He's right… they really are."
On screen, the chaos continued.
Hosu tried to give a serious announcement—
but almost tipped his bottle.
Yomin leaned into the camera like a news reporter but ended up bumping into Jinhun.
And every time Jinhun swallowed, he winced dramatically, making everyone laugh harder.
Kim Joon and Teahun kept giving them warning looks.
Minjo tried to keep them in line.
Jeon.J watched them with that rare amused expression.
Zoya smiled softly, warmth blooming in her chest.
The boys were chaotic, messy, imperfect—
but that was exactly why they were loved.
She watched, laughed, prayed silently, and soaked in every second of the silly, unforgettable live.
And somewhere in that laughter-filled night—
their worlds felt a little closer.
The live finally started.
Seven faces appeared on the screen — but three of them looked like they had survived a war.
Jeon.J, Kim Joon, Minjo, and Teahun sat normally, fresh, calm, perfectly presentable.
But the other three…
Hosu, Yomin, and especially Jinhun…
They looked like survivors of a natural disaster.
The chat EXPLODED in laughter.
Minjo read a comment and shook his head. "We knew it… RAMY already caught on."
Kim Joon leaned toward the camera with a helpless smile.
"These three troubled us so much today. They each finished an entire bottle, and now look at them."
The comment section went wild.
"WHAT HAPPENED TO JINHUN OPPA???"
"Why does he look like he fought a dragon?"
"Oppa who bullied you?? Say their names!"
Right then, Jinhun, who had been quietly holding his throat, made a tiny dying-whale noise.
The entire chat exploded:
"😭😭😭 WHAT WAS THAT SOUND"
"OPPA ARE YOU OKAY"
"WHY IS HE TRAUMATIZED"
Minjo burst into laughter and read another comment:
"'Tell us what happened to Jinhun oppa!'"
Kim Joon sighed dramatically and moved closer to the camera.
"Okay… listen. He wasn't drunk for long. Actually… his drunk state disappeared in two minutes."
Jinhun weakly raised a hand. "That's true… two minutes…"
Kim Joon continued, "But after that… he got completely injured."
The chat went CRAZY.
"INJURED?????"
"WHAT KIND OF LIVE IS THIS 😭😭"
"WHO HURT HIM??"
Hosu guilt-gulped.
Yomin hid his face.
Jeon.J silently looked away to hide his smile again.
Kim Joon explained, half laughing:
"Jinhun fell on the floor… then Hosu fell on top of him… then—"
He covered his face, laughing harder.
"—then green chilli water literally RAINED on him."
Minjo added, "Yes. Rain. Like a monsoon."
The whole comment section:
"😭😭😭😭😭"
"GREEN CHILLI WHAT???"
"WHO MAKES LEMON WATER WITH CHILLI???"
"What kind of survival show did they film today??"
The camera zoomed slightly, catching poor Jinhun holding his neck like a wounded prince.
Suddenly more comments popped up:
"Why is Jeon.J so quiet today?"
"Everyone is talking except him!"
"Jeon.J what happened? Are you okay?"
Jeon.J, who had been silent with a small smile, blinked in slow motion.
Minjo read the comments and burst out laughing again.
Kim Joon answered calmly,
"Nothing happened to him. He's just… watching the replay in his head."
Jeon.J hid his smile behind his hand — but the chat went CRAZY seeing him shy.
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"Zoya! Look at the comments!"
Minji leaned closer, laughing so much she almost dropped the phone.
Zoya watched quietly.
Everyone thought Zoya didn't know much. about TBS.
She didn't follow them.
She didn't even have an interest in idols.
But even she couldn't stop smiling at the chaos.
Minji read loudly:
"Zoya, look! They're saying: 'Jinhun oppa suffered so much today.'"
Zoya giggled softly.
"Poor guy…"
Then Minji scrolled again.
"Look at this one!" she said.
"'What happened to Jeon.J? Why is he quiet?'"
Zoya's smile froze.
Her eyes lifted instinctively toward the screen.
Jeon.J sitting there… silently… that soft tiny smile… and drink little sip from water obviously it was alcohol, she stoped for a moment,
Something in her heart fluttered the way she didn't want to admit.
In her chest, a whisper rose on its own:
"Jeon.J… may Allah keep you safe… may He give you peace…"
It was instant.
Unplanned.
Natural.
Her heart's first response.
She looked away, hiding her expression from Minji.
But the prayer remained — warm, quiet, sincere.
To be Continue....
Regards
ZK💌